Lupe Fiasco – Made in the U.S.A. lyrics

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
The American motherfuckin' Dream, nigga (whoo!)
Yeah! DROGAS
On my shit, nigga
DROGAS, DROGAS, DROGAS
Where you from, nigga? Hold up, hold up, hold up
Read the mothafuckin' tag, bitch
Salute the flag, bitch

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
My Glock came from Smyrna, Georgia (bang, bang, bang)
My AR-15 from California (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang)
My cocaine come from Arizona (yeah, yeah, move it, dope)
My Detroit whip run quick like Forrest, but it's
[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Bad little bitch from Miami (bad little bitch, bad little bitch)
Came from Cuba but here with family (whoop, whoop, whoop)
When I speak that English, she don't understand me (she don't understand me, nigga)
So I speak that, speak that, speak that Spanish but my shit made in (mucho, mucho, mucho)

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco & Bianca Sings]
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
Ku Klux Klan in Indiana (fuck them niggas)
Brought that shit from Alabama (brought that shit from Alabama)
Makin' it rain, give 'em Atlanta, makin' it, makin' it, makin' it, makin' it
Makin' it rain, makin' it, rain, rain like New Orleans, Louisiana (woo!)
That gang shit came from Illinois (gang shit)
That bang shit came from Illinois
That murder rate in that Illinois
'Nother AR-15, that bitch that made in Illinois

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco & Bianca Sings]
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A (made in the U.S.A)
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A (born and raised in the U.S.A)
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A

[Verse 4: Lupe Fiasco]
That lean cup came from Houston, Texas
"Fuck tha Police" was Ruthless Records
Black Panthers was movin' breakfast
This United State of mind got me shootin' reckless (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang)
And I was like raised in that fuckin' ghetto, made in that fuckin' ghetto
You ain't where I'm from bitch, you ain't on my fuckin' level
And the whole world want my swag
Bloods and Crips and shit all up in my flag, it was

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco & Bianca Sings]
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A (made in the U.S.A, yeah)
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A (made in the U.S.A)
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A

[Verse 5: Lupe Fiasco]
All my heroes from Hollywood (fuckin' Hollywood)
Put Tony Montanas all in my hood (chico)
This rap shit came from New York City (New York City, City)
My momma came from Mississippi (Momma, we made it)
Yeah, print my racks in D.C., cheesesteaks when I'm out in Philly
KFC is tryna kill me, ridin' 'round without a ceilin'
And I got slang from every region
I be speakin' stars and stripes and I be dreamin' pledge allegiance, bitch, I'm
[Hook: Lupe Fiasco & Bianca Sings]
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A
Made in the U.S.A., made in the U.S.A

[Outro: Lupe Fiasco]
All my Jordans come from Portland (woo!)
You shop at a mall, I shop in all 'em (nigga)
It, it ain't important
Rest of that shit, it ain't important, yeah